Ling Feng pointed to a plant in front of Zhao Zhao Qianqian and asked.

"This is astragalus, a perennial herb that usually grows so tall, we are going to use its roots, which prefers a dry, cool, and ventilated environment......

"Is this also a medicinal herb?" Qin Feng finally kept up with the rhythm and asked.

"Well, it's a medicinal herb, you see this is its seed, you can sow it now, plant it on a large scale, and then you can find customers to sell it, and when you pick the cotton, you can bring some people to plant this piece."

Ling Feng was excited and looked up again: "This can also be sold for silver?"

"Of course, this is a very good Chinese medicine, and you can usually soak it in water and drink it, but some foods cannot be eaten with it, so you still have to listen to the doctor."

Hearing that he could sell silver, Ling Feng pulled Qin Feng and began to discern it seriously.

Ling Feng asked, "Sister, can I bring one back?" If you go back and let others know about it, you won't burn these herbs as firewood in the future."

Zhao Qianqian said: "Okay, but you have to bring the roots back together, the medicine is to leave the roots and return the upper part when the roots arrive."

After finding the astragalus at the top of the mountain, I didn't find anything good until the bottom of the mountain.

The slope of this west mountain is not large, and it is not difficult to walk, but from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, the three of them searched for and walked, and walked for an hour and a half.

There is a certain temperature difference between the top of the mountain and the foot of the mountain, and it feels cold at the top of the mountain, but it feels a little hot at the bottom of the mountain.

Zhao Qianqian took off a piece of clothing and put it in the back basket.

When he turned around, he found an angelica plant at his feet and immediately shouted, "Come here, you two."

Hearing Zhao Qianqian call them over, Ling Feng guessed that his sister had found something good again.

The two of them hurriedly ran over, pointed to the things in Zhao Qianqian's hand and asked, "Sister, is this medicine or vegetables?"

"It's wild angelica, it's also a medicinal herb, remember this kind of digging up in two years, one year is too early to grow, three years the roots will be bad, can't be used, so two years is the best, if you want seeds, you need to grow three years to dig, you see most of these have seeds,......

"What season is this time of year?" Ling Feng asked.

"It's also the time of year."

"That's okay, tomorrow we will arrange for some people to plant astragalus and one to race angelica."

"This mountain has been searched all over, and the hour is not too early, so let's go back first, and then you will arrange to harvest it and plant it again."

"Coo-coo......" There was a signal from the stomachs of the three of them to eat.

The three of them had been so focused on finding useful things that they forgot to eat at noon.

However, the food was all placed in the cotton field, and several people could only eat when they returned to the cotton field.

Ling Feng had good physical strength and didn't feel tired at all.

Qin Feng was so tired that he couldn't do anything, but he desperately followed behind, Zhao Qianqian saw him pitiful, and told Ling Feng to rest before leaving.

As soon as Qin Feng sat down, he collapsed to the ground, lying on the ground on all fours, closing his eyes and recuperating.

After sitting for a while, Zhao Qianqian got up: "Let's rest and leave, it's going to be dark later."

Suddenly, Qin Feng asked, "Sister, do you know that thing?" It's pretty good."

Zhao Qianqian turned his head and looked in the direction of Qin Feng's finger: "Persimmon."

Ling Feng also saw it, and Zhao Qianqian brought some back when he came here to see the mountains a few days ago.

"Sister, did you pick it up here last time? It's delicious." Ling Feng asked.

"Well, it's persimmons that are sweet."

This is under a persimmon tree with a thick basin, and the persimmon tree is full of red persimmons.

Some of the branches grew downward, and the slopes were less than half a man's height.

Ling Feng walked over and picked one and took a big bite.

"Phew. Sister, why do I think I can't open my mouth? Is this really something to eat? I'm not going to be poisoned, am I?"

Zhao Qianqian laughed: "Ling Feng, I haven't finished speaking, you are in a hurry, you have to be red and soft to eat, you are not red yet, the last time I brought back was also red and soft."

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Bah, ......" Ling Feng frowned, spitting the spit in his mouth, wiping his mouth.

Seeing Ling Feng's embarrassed appearance, Qin Feng stood there and smirked.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, I thought I could eat it, but I can't open my mouth now."

Zhao Qianqian picked a big and soft one and handed it to him.

"Taste this."

"Well, this one is so sweet."

Zhao Qianqian picked another one and handed it to Qin Feng, and he also picked one himself, the taste was very sweet, and there was a lot of water, and he was still a little dry and dry, but he felt much better after eating one.

Most of the trees are ripe.

Zhao Qianqian put the medicinal materials in the basket of the three people into a basket.

Then teach Ling Feng and Qin Feng to pick persimmons.

The three of them ate while picking, and soon picked two baskets of persimmons.

Qin Feng carries medicinal herbs, Zhao Qianqian and Ling Feng carry persimmons.

The persimmon tree is not far from the cotton field, and after eating something, it is faster to walk, and the time of a stick of incense is to the cotton field.

At this time, the cotton has been picked, and everyone is waiting for them here.

Take out the persimmons and distribute them to everyone, and each person can only get half of them.

Everyone tastes the sweetness and still wants to eat it.

"Sister, where did you find this? Anything else? Let's go back to the mountains and look for it."

Zhao Qianqian looked at the sky and took it back, it shouldn't be dark yet.

"Yes, you can see it when you climb over that slope, but everyone should hurry, otherwise you won't be able to go back before dark, and who wants to pick it?"

When Zhao Qianqian asked, everyone wanted to go, just one tree, and everyone didn't need to go.

In the end, more than thirty men with good physical strength were selected and let Ling Feng take them.

The men all had baskets on their backs, ready to do a big job.

Not to mention, these people are really good at work, a large piece of cotton has been picked, most of it has been shipped back, and now there is only one basket left for each person.

A woman said, "Sister, in the afternoon, Qianfan said that there was no room in the warehouse, and you didn't come back at that time, and everyone thought that this cotton could not be rained, so they didn't cut the cow's hoof vines again, and everyone picked cotton, and I don't know if it could be put down when it was transported back."

Zhao Qianqian thought for a while and said, "Which of you is a little better at walking the mountain road, go and inform Ling Feng and let them go back to the nut shop directly after picking it, and we will send the cotton to Xicheng first and see the situation."

A young man from the Twelve or Thirteen Mountains raised his hand: "Sister, I'll go, I'm running very well."

Everyone laughed when they heard this: "This kid has wanted to go for a long time, but they won't let him go, and he can't carry much."

The little boy scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "Hehe, I can still memorize a little."

Zhao Qian smiled and nodded: "Okay, go ahead, be careful on the road, you don't have to carry it when it's late, just let the adults carry it."

"Hey!" The little boy was very happy, took the basket on his back, and ran quickly towards the persimmon tree with the basket.

It caused a burst of laughter from everyone.

Zhao Qianqian had never been to the old house of Qin Feng in Xicheng, and was led by the people who had transported cotton in the afternoon.

The old mansion in Qinfeng Xicheng is actually not small, there are eight main houses, each of which has eighty or ninety square meters, and all the furniture in it is moved to one room, leaving seven empty rooms.

One room was piled up with cow's foot vines, and five rooms with cotton.

The reason why the cotton accounts for five is that the pile is not thick, in fact, these cotton are relatively dry, and they can be used directly, without basking in the sun at all, and there is no problem with the thick pile.

Zhao Qianqian asked people to pile the cotton in the five rooms in three rooms, and vacate two rooms to pile the second and third batches.

At night, the nut shop yard is bustling with activity again.

The women went to help set the meal, and the men rested in the courtyard.

This is the old custom of women always revolving around the housework.

When Zhao Qianqian came, dinner hadn't been opened yet.

I took a look at today's dinner, there were sweet potatoes, steamed buns, steamed buns, and porridge.

Walk into the yard and look

I saw the men eating persimmons happily.

"Listen to me, brothers who eat persimmons now, you can't eat sweet potatoes for a while, eating them will cause stomach discomfort, and this persimmon is a cold food, and it's not good to eat too much."

Hearing Zhao Qianqian say this, the women suddenly became happy in their hearts and began to ridicule the men.

"How good it is to sit and enjoy persimmons, there is a lot of sweet water, this sweet potato is not as sweet as persimmons...... You won't eat any of these staple foods......

"Hahahaha......" the women laughed and gloated.

The men looked aggrieved: "Sister, why didn't you say it earlier, this thing is delicious, I have eaten several of them."

Zhao Qianqian also quipped: "Who told you not to help the sisters set the dishes and chopsticks, this is considered a punishment for you."

He turned around and asked the women, "Sisters, do you want to give them tonight's steamed buns?"

"No!" The women replied loudly.

"Hahahaha......" There was another burst of laughter.

When the men heard this, a swarm of people rushed out, took the dishes and chopsticks with steamed buns, and in less than five minutes, all the things in the pot were brought to the table.

When the women were served, the steamed buns were snatched up by the men.

The men were about to take revenge on the women's ridicule.

"Brothers, should we share steamed buns for the women?"

"Don't give." After speaking, there was a burst of laughter.

But they choked up halfway through their laughter.

Chengshuang came in with five or six women and buns in several large steamers.

This seat is a table for men and a table for women.

The women put the buns directly on the women's table, and each picked up a big meat bun, and filled it with a bowl of porridge.

Smelling the big meat buns that even dogs cry over, the men gathered around.

"Sister, can you give us some steamed buns? You see, they can't finish it."

Zhao smiled lightly and said nothing.

A little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old stood up with her waist crossed, pretending to be fierce.

"Will you come back and help with the housework?"

The men choked and swallowed: "Sister Xiang'er, how can there be any reason for men to do housework?"

Xiang'er's crisp voice said, "Then you say, why do women have to go up to the mountains to work during the day and do housework when they come back?"

"Isn't this what has been the case since ancient times?"

"Whoever said it was like this, from today onwards, in our future camp, it will not be like this."

"Yes, yes." The women chimed in.

Not to mention, this Xiang'er girl is still very good at her mouth, so that the men are powerless to refute.

Ling Feng walked around: "Okay, the old man is still afraid of doing housework, women's physical strength is not as good as that of men, Xiang'er is right, let women do housework, it is really unfair to women, we will help do it when we come back in the future, let women rest more."

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he turned to the person named Xiang'er and said, "Sister Xiang'er, you can have a lot of meat, and tonight's meat buns, let's take them out and eat them together."

Several women heard Ling Feng ask Xiang'er for buns, and quipped, "Xiang'er, seeing how much Ling Feng protects you, you can give him the buns."

There was a burst of laughter.

Xiang'er didn't think there was anything wrong with what Ling Feng said, but when a few older women said this, everyone laughed like this again, and she couldn't explain it clearly, she blushed all of a sudden, grabbed a meat bun and ran out of the yard.

There was another burst of laughter in the courtyard.

Ling Feng also blushed and gave Zhao Qianqian a shallow look.

Zhao Qianqian walked out, raised his hand, and everyone quieted down.

"What Ling Feng said is right, this woman is born with poor physical strength, she has to go out to farm during the day, and she has to do housework when she comes back at night, it is really hard, and the housework in the future camp, regardless of gender, everyone will do it together, okay?"

"Good!"

Before they could speak, they heard a man outside the door

replied very loudly.